The daily mission Of keeping the house clean Is getting complicated Strangers I've seen The grass is trampled again For untimely visits The cheeky ones don't even care They feel like they own the seats Hahahahaha... But I'm watching Waiting for the right moment All right, the slaughter will begin If the damn thoughts Don't respect my space There's no reason To wait for my disgrace If the damn thoughts Are taking my place There's no choice But to welcome them with shotguns Like sewer rats they breed You kill one, cool Then another one arrives to bleed Alright, come on, day after day As long as I have bullets A deadly toll they will have to pay You cowards, come one at a time! You know you wouldn't stand a chance If I fall, I'll fall shooting! If the damn thoughts Don't respect my space There's no reason To wait for my disgrace If the damn thoughts Are taking my place There's no choice But to welcome them with shotguns When these ideas Are treading on my grass To kill or be killed I'll be shooting in their ass, haha If the damn thoughts Don't respect my space Then there's no choice But to welcome them with shotguns To welcome them... Oooh, fuck...